DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF S. MEYER'S CHARACTERS… UNFORTUNATELY.
I JUST PLAY WITH THEM.
Blood In The Snow Chapter 35
Epilogue
Previously:
"Alec!" His big, beautiful golden brown eyes gaze up at me. I cry like a baby. "Oh Alec… you're okay. Oh, thank god!" I look back as Jasper to see him crying just as hard as I am.
New Year's Eve. One year later…
EPOV
The light, drifting of the crystalline snowflakes, creates a glittering fantasyland right in the middle of New York City. Trees wrapped in tiny, sparkling white lights, reflect off the snow. As I wait to hear the violinist start my music, I can see my family gathered around Jasper and the minister. I am so glad that my family has accepted him as one of their own. After losing his parents, my sweet love was alone in this world… having only me. Now, he is an integral part of a large and loving family. He looks so happy.
We had planned to marry a lot sooner, but real life got in the way, as it often does…
Flashback:
Agent Stockwell insisted on 'debriefing' us immediately. We spend the next several hours going over everything that happened since Jasper's family had been taken over by the Volturi, up to and including the events of today. He decided that he needed more details on the Volturi organization, so we are taken to Chicago where Jasper pulls all the records from his parent's company and they spend weeks going over everything with a fine toothcomb.
While they are going over everything, Stockwell's team is busy rounding up as many of the Volturi members as they can find… effectively putting an end to the Volturi crime family.
My third book is receiving high praise from critics and I am roped into a book signing tour that lasts for six weeks. Jasper joins me in various cities whenever he can get away from Stockwell, but it is a lonely and stressful time for us both. My publisher drops a real bomb on me the last day of the tour… seems a large studio wants to buy the movie rights to my books and plans to produce the first one within the year. Wow.
Between Stockwell, my book tour and the studio producing the movie, the year slips by so fast we barely have time to breathe. By September, things are finally starting to slow down a bit… actors have been cast for the movie, Stockwell has rounded up the last of the Volturi members, Jasper has sold off what was left of his business and we are finally back at home. The lodge in the park will always be our home. Dad signed it over to us as an early wedding present.
My family takes Jasper in and considers him part of our family. I can see the sadness in his eyes slowly fading as he is surrounded by their unconditional love. While I didn't think it was possible, my love for him continues to grow.
We decide to have our wedding on New Year's Eve, right at midnight, to commemorate Jasper finally being free of threats. Our family all travel to New York to celebrate with us…
End Flashback.
The soft notes of Pachelbel's Canon drifts across the snow filled night. I see Jasper's eyes rise to meet mine, a smile lightning up his beautiful face. My family steps back and to each side of the path I am walking down to my beloved. I can feel the tears welling up, and I fight to keep them from falling. As I reach my love, he reaches out his hand for mine, gently guiding me close to his side as we face the minister.
I really don't hear much of what the man has to say… I do repeat the vows and we place the rings we chose on each other's finger. I do, however, hear loud and clear when the minister announces: "You may kiss your husband." Jasper pulls me close, his soft lips grazing mine, then pressing harder, deepening the kiss. Our family cheers and claps as we sheepishly separate and smile at them.
"Ladies and Gentlemen… I present Jasper and Edward Whitlock-Cullen."
More cheers fill the park as our family surrounds us, hugging and kissing us. The violinist begins to play again as we all head to our cars to go to the restaurant and celebrate.
Life is perfect.
AN: Well… I know it's short, but that's all there is. I hope you enjoyed the journey. Thank you all so VERY much!
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